"Zuo Zuo Mo? Zuo Zuo Mo? Is Director Zuo here? Why is he silent?"
If it wasn't for the loud slam of the door when Lu Xiao left, Weekend would have guessed that she must still be daydreaming. When she heard someone calling her on YY, she immediately got on the microphone and said embarrassedly, "Sorry, I was busy just now."
The president teased her on the other side of the screen: "I didn't expect that Director Zuo didn't hear anything about the important thing we just talked about."
"What did you say just now?"
Ruo Yuyu excitedly grabbed the microphone and said, "Just now the president said that we invited Wusheng to be the main actor in our self-made radio drama! Wusheng! It's actually Wusheng!"
The weekend brain is still turning slowly, asking indifferently: "Oh...so?"
As soon as these words came out, the YY room, which was originally lively, suddenly became quiet. Finally, Ruo Yuyu broke the awkward atmosphere with a dry cough: "Hey, President, why don't you replace Zuo Zuo Mo."
The president reminded him, "Zuo Zuo Mo, Wu Sheng will be the main character of our self-made radio drama. I have discussed it with the planner and decided to let you be in charge."
Weekend only realized it at this time, Wusheng? Is it the voice acting master Wusheng who was well-known in the industry two years ago?
She was a sophomore in high school at that time. Although she had a heavy workload, she would occasionally take time out to listen to radio dramas. At that time, Wusheng was famous in the circle for an ancient style radio drama "Baijia". After that, he also took over large and small radio dramas, and each of them became popular. Wusheng completely became a big god in the circle. In her senior year of high school, she didn't listen to radio dramas much because she was preparing for the college entrance examination, and naturally she didn't pay much attention to things in the circle. She didn't know that Wusheng had retired from the circle for a year until after the college entrance examination. But just three months ago, Wusheng suddenly returned to the dubbing circle.
"Wait, I...I...I'm responsible?" After Weekend came to his senses, he couldn't even speak clearly. He wanted to give himself a slap in the face for what he had done a few minutes ago.
Fortunately, the president was a good man and finally gave her this important task, so she didn't miss the opportunity to work with a great man. Thinking about working with Wusheng in the future, she was nervous and excited at the weekend, but... she didn't have Wusheng's contact information.
At this time, the phone made a "beep" sound. Weekend picked up the phone thoughtfully and found that the screen showed that she had a new follower on Weibo.
I guess it’s another zombie fan.
She didn't like to check her Weibo on weekends. She only followed some celebrities and friends in the circle, so she had very few fans. The celebrities would never pay attention to a nobody like her. Only a few friends in the club followed her. In addition, she didn't like to talk much, so her friends came and went only Ruo Yuyu and a few others. She held her cheek and opened her personal Weibo without much interest.
A new fan, named... Wusheng...
silent?
Wait, silent?
The bright yellow sign in the lower right corner of the avatar told her that she might... have hit this year's lucky draw!
Weekend straightened her back and carefully clicked on the other person's Weibo, and couldn't help but take a breath. Oh my god, the great dubbing god is silently following her! This feeling... is like bringing honor to the family.
I saw his latest Weibo post over the weekend, which was just a single comma. It was more than a year since his last post. Although it was just a single comma, it still shocked the entire circle like a torpedo. Some fans commented and speculated that the comma meant that he was going to return to continue his dubbing career. Everything was just beginning.
She was "spying" on Wusheng's previous Weibo posts, and suddenly a message popped up and startled her. Just now, Wusheng liked her only original Weibo post! She only opened Weibo on weekends to share the dramas produced by her club to increase the number of reposts. Among her dozens of Weibo posts, only one was posted by herself. And the content of that only post was: Ah, so full.
It seems that while she was reading Wusheng's Weibo, Wusheng was also reading her Weibo. This feeling of being noticed by a great god is really strange and wonderful. Compared with her, Wusheng's Weibo is more interesting and more sophisticated, mostly reviews of various old movies, and it is obvious that she is an image of a "young person with a zest for life".
"Zuo Zuomo, did Wusheng contact you?" the president asked in YY.
Weekend opened the microphone and answered: "No, he... wants to contact me?"
"Yes, he just asked the planner for your contact information and said he wanted to confirm a time with you."
As soon as these words were spoken, the YY room suddenly became lively.
I am the greatest in the world: "I envy Zuo Zuomo, you must seize the opportunity!"
Mo Zhu: "Zuo Zuo Mo, push down Wu Sheng, you are the winner in life!"
Ruo Yuyu: "Hahaha, Momo, come on!"
Weekend: “You guys…”
These people really just like to watch the fun and no matter how big the event.
When she picked up her phone at the weekend, she saw a stranger applying to add her as a friend. She knew who it was without even thinking about it, but, shouldn't she go find the expert for this step?
After agreeing, she did not dare to delay and went up to say hello immediately.
Zuo Zuomo: Hello, great master, I am Zuo Zuomo.
Silent: Hello.
Zuo Zuomo: That’s right… I want to finalize a time with you to discuss the script later.
Wusheng: Every night after 8 o’clock is fine.
I thought about it over the weekend and typed: Then it will be Tuesdays and Thursdays from now on?
She could come at any time, but considering the need to respect silent private time, she decided to only choose two days.
Wusheng: Do you have anything to do at this time on other days?
Zuo Zuomo: No.
Silent: Then review the script every night.
I was silent over the weekend. It seems that this dubbing master not only has a lot of time, but is also very dedicated...
Probably because she saw that Weekend didn’t reply to him, she shook the window silently and sent a message: What’s the matter? Is there a problem?
Zuo Zuomo: Of course not!
Then Wusheng sent her a string of numbers in a split second. She was confused when he quickly added: YY room number.
What are you doing at this late hour? Even if it's work, there's no need to rush like this, right? Is this the god's habit? Thinking of this, Weekend had a little more respect for Wusheng.
She entered the YY room, and Wusheng's name was hung on the left screen, with a red dot flashing next to the name. She then realized that the master was talking, but she didn't turn up the volume, didn't wear headphones, and didn't hear anything. Weekend hurriedly turned up the volume, put on headphones, and after some hesitation, she finally opened the microphone to speak.
"Sorry, sir, I wasn't wearing headphones just now." Weekend said word by word, fearing that the other party would misunderstand him.
Wusheng on the other side couldn't help but chuckle, and this chuckle easily lifted Weekend's heart. Her previous impression of Wusheng was just from listening to his radio dramas. The voice actors had to decide what tone to use based on the characters in the script, but now, this was Wusheng's original voice!
"It's okay." said the person on the other end.
In fact, the silent original voice is much better than the voice of any other character in all the radio dramas he has dubbed. It is the kind of timbre that can be recognized at the first listen, magnetic, and with the clearness of youth.
"I just want to hear your voice." Wusheng said suddenly.
Huh? What's going on? Weekend was glad that she was sitting down, because if she had been standing and heard this, she would probably have kneeled down. Wusheng didn't continue talking, and she didn't say anything herself. The atmosphere became a little weird because of the sentence "I just want to hear your voice" just now.
"My voice is not that nice." Weekend thought for a long time and answered softly, not knowing whether the person on the other end could hear it.
"It sounds good." Wusheng's voice was slightly lowered, with a deliberate allure, as if thousands of fireworks were blooming in the night sky, exploding her brain with blood...
Weekend tried hard to control herself and quickly changed the subject: "Well, about the script..." If this continued, she probably wouldn't be able to sleep tonight!
The other party's voice was filled with a hint of laughter: "Well, go ahead."
At this moment on the weekend, I just hate myself for being a voice control!
"Hmm..." She almost forgot what she was going to say, "I would prefer that you use your own voice for this drama." She had read the script before, and after listening to Wusheng's voice, she felt that his natural voice was just right!
The other party paused for a moment and said, "Tell me the reason."
Weekend patted his chest, took a deep breath, and concluded: "First, although the male lead of this drama is overbearing and treacherous, he is more of a gentleman, and your natural voice... gives me that feeling. Second, although you, Master, have been able to interpret the role perfectly without using your natural voice before, I have listened to many radio dramas and compared the voices of similar CVs who play male leads. Although there are differences, they are very similar. So I think, can we jump away from the kind of overbearing and treacherous voice that everyone has in mind? A little more special will make a deeper impression. Third..." Weekend couldn't think of a reason, so he just said one: "Third, Master, your natural voice is really nice, it feels a pity not to use it."
After she finished speaking, she immediately asked cautiously: "Master, what do you think?"
"Do I have any reason to refuse?" A magnetic and cheerful voice came from the other end.
That means I agree! Weekend let out a long sigh and wiped the sweat off his palms with a tissue.
Silently praise her: "You have a lot of ideas."
"Thank you..." She was praised twice by the master tonight. Although she felt a little guilty, she was still very happy in her heart.
"It's late, go to bed. See you tomorrow."
After saying goodnight to each other, Weekend turned off the computer and climbed into bed. She closed her eyes and prepared to fall asleep, but all she could hear was the silent sounds just now. She turned over and covered her head with the quilt. It was so quiet in her ears that she could only hear her own increasingly rapid breathing. She turned over again and closed her eyes for a few minutes. Lu Xiao just came back and asked in surprise, "Why did Weekend go to bed so early tonight?"
I can't help but feel resentful in my heart during the weekend. It seems that I won't need to sleep tonight...
CV is such a scary creature!